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The dark tea time of the soul
The dark tea time of the soul






the dark tea time of the soul

A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Adams isn't particularly funny here, but he's often fun-and there's the built-in appeal of Dirk Gently II.Īre we not men? We are-well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z (2006).Ī zombie apocalypse is one thing.

the dark tea time of the soul

Some oddly solemn, purplish passages and chunks of rather mechanical burlesque intrude into the weirdly comic goings-on. Eccentric-bizarre-unquantifiable: these go without saying. Odwin, the fearful, one-eyed gentleman in the luxury research hospital, whose twin obsessions are sleep and clean linen bedsheets? Or Odwin's loathesome, dwarfish gofer named Toe Rag, and his sidekick, green, horned, and swinging a mean ax? And why is it impossible to get pizza delivered in London? Fear not, Dirk Gently will eventually piece together the multiple puzzles-except, perhaps, that involving the eagle. An act of God, the authorities deem-but which God? wonders Dirk Gently, having become connected with the incident (he's a holistic detective, remember), and why? What God would be hanging around Heathrow trying to catch a plane to Oslo? What's the connection with Mr. Before all this, however, a passenger check-in desk at London's Heathrow airport mysteriously explodes in a ball of orange flame.

the dark tea time of the soul the dark tea time of the soul

From the author of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series: a sequel to Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency (not reviewed), in which our laid-back, freethinking detective arrives five hours late for an appointment with his client (he's been decapitated in the interim), suffers a broken nose at the hands of an adolescent TV addict, and gets trapped in his living room by a large and evidently demented eagle.








The dark tea time of the soul